"You were searching for a reason."
The god's voice sounded beside his ear, carrying a heavy echo. "And yet the reason is not important, Lorgar Aurelian."
The Word Bearer opened his eyes. This time, he did not see the Temple. What appeared before him was a quiet starfield, the stars flickering calmly, everything normal. Ahead of him, burning black robes drifted silently.
An immense sense of pressure flashed past and vanished.
As if knowing what he was thinking, the god explained calmly, "There are many things that do not need a reason. For example, The Void."
The Void?
Once again, the god proved that It could indeed hear the voice in Lorgar's heart. "Yes, The Void. They come from beyond the world, incarnations of arrogance, gods who walk wantonly among mortals to harvest faith. They are similar to me, but more extreme, and their hearts are filled with resentment toward humanity. They cannot be reasoned with."
It turned around, yet Its burning eyes reflected Lorgar's own face like mirrors. This scene, which utterly violated the laws of physics, fell into Lorgar's eyes, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Also, I am very glad you did not kill Asazar. He is another window through which I observe the world. I have another expectation for him."
The Word Bearer fell silent for a moment. He could clearly feel that, compared to their last meeting, the god seemed to have changed. The clearest proof was Its words. It had already begun to use self-descriptive phrases like "very glad."
Was this change good or bad? Once It had emotions, It would naturally have preferences and dislikes. When that happened, would humans become something It disliked? Furthermore, even if It favored humans, could a god's love truly be considered a good thing for